Oh my fucking god, science actually gives me the horn. We visited Jodrell Bank last week and I pretty much pissed my pants with excitement at the sheer awesomeness of the place – I’m sure Freud would have had plenty to say about my shrieking at huge, heavy, dominating objects. How can anyone not be in love with this?
It teases the onlooker, sitting quietly superior in front of its worshippers, only to suddenly whirr into life and show off for two or three minutes, slowly pirouetting like an aged prima ballerina before settling down again, confident in its …
And yes, I did actually stand silently filming its sexy bogies for far longer than was strictly necessary:
There is seriously nothing more to this post than me wriggling and shrieking SPACE YAY!! in a faintly unnerving manner. But what’s the point of writing a blog if one can’t use it to post pics of science porn when the mood arises?